Sunday, January 30, 2011

trying

Grab your coat and get your hat.Leave your worry on the doorstep...

It's never been my favorite song but it was playing and Tyrell was singing when I started the car. Colleen and I had just left our evening of jazz with Mark's sax still ringing in our ears. He made us want for more! We had a half hour drive so we listened.

"We live there you know," she said out of the blue as the song was ending.

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I believe each day gives us something; a few minutes of afternoon light casting intricate shadows on a dining room wall, or a delicious Pesto because the basil got knee-high.
Maybe some things broke my heart.......
I write about them all.
My name is Becca. I live in Dallas but I left my heart in Florence, Italy. I'd like to thank you for reading.